Poor Nate. I feel I'm somehow to blame.
The "Nathaniel Needs Love Too!" Thread
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#2127
Posté 26 octobre 2010 - 06:52
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KnightofPhoenix wrote...
Ok even Alistarians didn't do that to Alistair!...did they?
Aha!
See, now the Nate thread surpasses the Alistair thread in craziness. There's a feat most people considered impossible.
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Posté 26 octobre 2010 - 06:54
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So apparently I'm /really/ late to the party having just learned about this thread today. I lose fangirl points I suppose.
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Posté 26 octobre 2010 - 06:55
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Mel_Redux wrote...
Nate can take it.
Edit: I meant he can take the ridicule! Not the lady thingy!! Well, maybe..... no. no no no.
No indeed
#2130
Posté 26 octobre 2010 - 06:59
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KnightofPhoenix wrote...
Ok even Alistarians didn't do that to Alistair!...did they?
Surely in one of the bazillion pages they did...if not, then Moobistair was bad enough:sick:
#2131
Posté 26 octobre 2010 - 07:00
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Tasmen wrote...
So apparently I'm /really/ late to the party having just learned about this thread today. I lose fangirl points I suppose.
Wait, what? We need POINTS? Oh man....
#2132
Posté 26 octobre 2010 - 07:59
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If not yet, it will happen at some point.Lady Jess wrote...
KnightofPhoenix wrote...
Ok even Alistarians didn't do that to Alistair!...did they?
Surely in one of the bazillion pages they did...if not, then Moobistair was bad enough:sick:
#2133
Posté 27 octobre 2010 - 12:02
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It should have happened a long time ago, why didn't anyone think of it?
#2134
Posté 27 octobre 2010 - 12:11
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KnightofPhoenix wrote...
It should have happened a long time ago, why didn't anyone think of it?
You want someone to do it?
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Posté 27 octobre 2010 - 12:12
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Zjarcal wrote...
KnightofPhoenix wrote...
It should have happened a long time ago, why didn't anyone think of it?
You want someone to do it?
If it pisses them off, sure
#2136
Posté 27 octobre 2010 - 12:18
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Well, if you ask Skadi it will probably get done.KnightofPhoenix wrote...
It should have happened a long time ago, why didn't anyone think of it?
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Posté 27 octobre 2010 - 12:23
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KnightofPhoenix wrote...
Zjarcal wrote...
KnightofPhoenix wrote...
It should have happened a long time ago, why didn't anyone think of it?
You want someone to do it?
If it pisses them off, sure
I'm tempted to do it... just a quick switch of Nate's morph with Alistair's morph. And maybe remove the armor on Alistair to make it extra embarrasing!
#2138
Posté 27 octobre 2010 - 12:24
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You are reading my mind Zjarcal
Not that Alistair recieving a strapon occupies a large part of my mind...ew
Not that Alistair recieving a strapon occupies a large part of my mind...ew
#2139
Posté 27 octobre 2010 - 12:25
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Sarah1281 wrote...
Well, if you ask Skadi it will probably get done.KnightofPhoenix wrote...
It should have happened a long time ago, why didn't anyone think of it?
Actually I remember her saying that guys being ok with it means they are secure with their sexuality.
I'd rather be thought of as insecure in that case, brrrr.
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Posté 27 octobre 2010 - 12:38
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*wanders in see's nate, steals him * Brooding ftw *runs away*
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Posté 27 octobre 2010 - 12:46
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KnightofPhoenix wrote...
You are reading my mind Zjarcal
Not that Alistair recieving a strapon occupies a large part of my mind...ew
LOL!!
I nearly died from laughter.
EDIT: Though I don't know her too well, I was thinking of Skadi while doing that image.
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#2142
Posté 27 octobre 2010 - 05:23
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Deleted becuase it's not prompt time yet, and I thought it was. 
*hides with shame in corner*
*hides with shame in corner*
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Posté 27 octobre 2010 - 07:14
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Another belated attempt from my side. This time an edited version of a prologue I'm trying to come up with for some fanfic I'm playing around with in my mind . Edited for some copy-pasting errors.
He sat down on the bed and covered his face with his hands. ‘What a day. A few hours ago I sat in my fathers prison and now I’m in a room in a cheap inn.’ His eyes rested on the large bag in the corner of the room. Several bulges revealed that it was filled with various types of materials. ‘Well, I’m free and I’ve managed to restore some of my families belongings… What shall I do now? And where shall I go?’
He stood up and opened the bag. After a glance in it he retrieved a wooden horse. The paint on it was chipping and a part of the tail was missing. ‘Glad I found this one… Thomas’ favourite toy.’ A sad smile formed on his lips as he walked back to the bed, studying the toy in his hands. ‘Thomas had been angry at me for weeks after I’d sent that horse flying through the room and it crashed against the wall. Luckily father could repair most of it.’ He let his pointing finger slide across the lines on the base of the tail and legs, where the toy had been glued together.
A yawn remembered him how tired he was. ‘Oh well, let’s get some rest. I can decide what to do tomorrow.’ He placed the toy on the bedside table and blew out the candle. Not even bothered to undress he lay down and closed his eyes. It didn’t take long before his spirit drifted off to the fade.
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He sat alone at a table in a lively inn. From the corner where he was sitting he had a good view on the establishment. Most were paying attention to the performance of the bard. A few were even trying to sing along, although it was more like slurring, as they’ve had obviously quite a few drinks. On the opposite corner a few men were eating a meal, whilst they were busy talking to each other. Nathaniel was too far away to hear what they were saying, but he understood that they were having a good time, seeing the amount of laughing rising from that corner.
The door opened and a cloaked figure stepped in. He looked around searchingly before spotting Nathaniel and walking straight over to him. The young man let himself drop in a chair at Nathaniels table and lowered his cowl. “Sorry it took so long, it was quite a struggle to find you.” The man waved at a waitress to get her attention. When he succeeded he held up two fingers and mouthed ‘ale’. The woman smiled and held up her hand to show she got the message. After that the man turned back to Nathaniel, who was staring at him in disbelief. “Thomas?” “What, so surprised to see me? You know you can find me at places where they serve good drinks.” “It’s just… you were about the last one I’d expected to see.” Thomas just offered him a wide grin in return whilst the waitress brought them their drinks. Thomas handed her two copper coins: “Thank you mylady.” Nathaniel raised a brow: “Not even staring at her behind or trying to get more attention? Brother, you’ve changed a lot since I last saw you.” Thomas grabbed a tankard and hoisted it. “More then you know, Nate. Cheers!” Nathaniel copied him. “Cheer Thomas.” Thomas took a swig and put the tankard back on the table. “Now, Nate, tell me why you are on the run.”
Nataniels eyes went wide and he started to cough as the ale went down the wrong way. Thomas leaned forward and kept looking at him. “No need to choke on that, big brother.” Nathaniel put the tankard down on the table and took a deep breath, his face still red. “What are you talking about, Thom?”
“Why are you leaving Nate?” The amount of despair in Thomas’ voice made Nathaniel flinch. “Thomas… What is your point? We’ve got nothing anymore Thomas. We’re without land and title because some traitors think Father was on the wrong side of the political line.” “There’s no need to snap at me, Nate, and I don’t have time for this. Know that things aren’t the way you think they are. You’ll find out the truth, sooner or later.”
Thomas wrapped his hands together and leaned forward to Nathaniel. “My future has been taken away from me Nate, I am already dead. But you, you have the chance to make your own and to redeem us.” A cold shiver went through Nathaniels spine. His face turned pale as he looked at his brother.
Thomas placed a hand on top of Nathaniels. “Don’t be afraid of me Nathaniel, that is not what I want. But I needed to find you, before you’re making a mistake. There is no point in returning to Kirkwall, not yet. Please, don’t let fathers mistakes stain the whole family. Do it for me, Delilah and not in the least, yourself. Would you rather be a
Howe or a nameless person? And you’re not the person to revenge us. That would be a waste anyway. You’re not like father, Nathaniel. There is a reason why you came back upon your decision to kill the Wardens… It is not your way of dealing with things. Don’t forget who you are, who you really are.”
Nathaniel looked at his brothers hand, which felt warm on top of his own. He looked up to face Thomas. The deer brown eyes had a warm, but serious expression. “You’ve really grown up, Thomas. I’m afraid I haven’t had the chance to return to you and have some quality time with you. You’re right, there must be a way to restore our name. I promise to you that I’ll do my very best.” Thomas smiled at him. “You’ve always been the smartest of us, Nate. I’m sure you’ll come up with something.” He stood up and gave Nathaniel a big hug. “Thank you, this means more to me then you can imagine.”
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Nathaniel stretched and looked around when he woke up. It took him a few moments before he remembered where he was. He got out of bed and looked out of the window. The morning was early, but yet there were several peasants out on the streets. He smiled as he turned around to pack his belongings: it was time to return to Vigils Keep.
He sat down on the bed and covered his face with his hands. ‘What a day. A few hours ago I sat in my fathers prison and now I’m in a room in a cheap inn.’ His eyes rested on the large bag in the corner of the room. Several bulges revealed that it was filled with various types of materials. ‘Well, I’m free and I’ve managed to restore some of my families belongings… What shall I do now? And where shall I go?’
He stood up and opened the bag. After a glance in it he retrieved a wooden horse. The paint on it was chipping and a part of the tail was missing. ‘Glad I found this one… Thomas’ favourite toy.’ A sad smile formed on his lips as he walked back to the bed, studying the toy in his hands. ‘Thomas had been angry at me for weeks after I’d sent that horse flying through the room and it crashed against the wall. Luckily father could repair most of it.’ He let his pointing finger slide across the lines on the base of the tail and legs, where the toy had been glued together.
A yawn remembered him how tired he was. ‘Oh well, let’s get some rest. I can decide what to do tomorrow.’ He placed the toy on the bedside table and blew out the candle. Not even bothered to undress he lay down and closed his eyes. It didn’t take long before his spirit drifted off to the fade.
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He sat alone at a table in a lively inn. From the corner where he was sitting he had a good view on the establishment. Most were paying attention to the performance of the bard. A few were even trying to sing along, although it was more like slurring, as they’ve had obviously quite a few drinks. On the opposite corner a few men were eating a meal, whilst they were busy talking to each other. Nathaniel was too far away to hear what they were saying, but he understood that they were having a good time, seeing the amount of laughing rising from that corner.
The door opened and a cloaked figure stepped in. He looked around searchingly before spotting Nathaniel and walking straight over to him. The young man let himself drop in a chair at Nathaniels table and lowered his cowl. “Sorry it took so long, it was quite a struggle to find you.” The man waved at a waitress to get her attention. When he succeeded he held up two fingers and mouthed ‘ale’. The woman smiled and held up her hand to show she got the message. After that the man turned back to Nathaniel, who was staring at him in disbelief. “Thomas?” “What, so surprised to see me? You know you can find me at places where they serve good drinks.” “It’s just… you were about the last one I’d expected to see.” Thomas just offered him a wide grin in return whilst the waitress brought them their drinks. Thomas handed her two copper coins: “Thank you mylady.” Nathaniel raised a brow: “Not even staring at her behind or trying to get more attention? Brother, you’ve changed a lot since I last saw you.” Thomas grabbed a tankard and hoisted it. “More then you know, Nate. Cheers!” Nathaniel copied him. “Cheer Thomas.” Thomas took a swig and put the tankard back on the table. “Now, Nate, tell me why you are on the run.”
Nataniels eyes went wide and he started to cough as the ale went down the wrong way. Thomas leaned forward and kept looking at him. “No need to choke on that, big brother.” Nathaniel put the tankard down on the table and took a deep breath, his face still red. “What are you talking about, Thom?”
“Why are you leaving Nate?” The amount of despair in Thomas’ voice made Nathaniel flinch. “Thomas… What is your point? We’ve got nothing anymore Thomas. We’re without land and title because some traitors think Father was on the wrong side of the political line.” “There’s no need to snap at me, Nate, and I don’t have time for this. Know that things aren’t the way you think they are. You’ll find out the truth, sooner or later.”
Thomas wrapped his hands together and leaned forward to Nathaniel. “My future has been taken away from me Nate, I am already dead. But you, you have the chance to make your own and to redeem us.” A cold shiver went through Nathaniels spine. His face turned pale as he looked at his brother.
Thomas placed a hand on top of Nathaniels. “Don’t be afraid of me Nathaniel, that is not what I want. But I needed to find you, before you’re making a mistake. There is no point in returning to Kirkwall, not yet. Please, don’t let fathers mistakes stain the whole family. Do it for me, Delilah and not in the least, yourself. Would you rather be a
Howe or a nameless person? And you’re not the person to revenge us. That would be a waste anyway. You’re not like father, Nathaniel. There is a reason why you came back upon your decision to kill the Wardens… It is not your way of dealing with things. Don’t forget who you are, who you really are.”
Nathaniel looked at his brothers hand, which felt warm on top of his own. He looked up to face Thomas. The deer brown eyes had a warm, but serious expression. “You’ve really grown up, Thomas. I’m afraid I haven’t had the chance to return to you and have some quality time with you. You’re right, there must be a way to restore our name. I promise to you that I’ll do my very best.” Thomas smiled at him. “You’ve always been the smartest of us, Nate. I’m sure you’ll come up with something.” He stood up and gave Nathaniel a big hug. “Thank you, this means more to me then you can imagine.”
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Nathaniel stretched and looked around when he woke up. It took him a few moments before he remembered where he was. He got out of bed and looked out of the window. The morning was early, but yet there were several peasants out on the streets. He smiled as he turned around to pack his belongings: it was time to return to Vigils Keep.
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#2144
Posté 27 octobre 2010 - 07:39
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@Mahumia: Aw, it was a dream. I initially thought he was in hiding and faked his own death or something. I'm glad Thomas could give him a little perspective.
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Posté 27 octobre 2010 - 08:00
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It was a dream indeed. I wanted to come up with a reason why he'd turn around and come back to the keep.
Actually that would be an awesome idea Sarah... I might steal that idea of Thomas faking his death, if you don't mind
Actually that would be an awesome idea Sarah... I might steal that idea of Thomas faking his death, if you don't mind
#2146
Posté 27 octobre 2010 - 08:18
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That would certainly be interesting.Actually that would be an awesome idea Sarah... I might steal that idea of Thomas faking his death, if you don't mind
#2147
Posté 27 octobre 2010 - 09:20
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@Mahumia lovely 
An insight into what made Nate come back to the Vigil.
An insight into what made Nate come back to the Vigil.
#2148
Posté 28 octobre 2010 - 01:03
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Nice story Mahumia, and what the hell is going on?! I feel like I've been away for too long.
*Begins to scroll back* Wait, I get a baaaad feeling about this. I'm going to crawl back to my laptop and go back to working on my FanFic...
*Begins to scroll back* Wait, I get a baaaad feeling about this. I'm going to crawl back to my laptop and go back to working on my FanFic...
#2149
Posté 28 octobre 2010 - 04:15
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Thanks all And I love reading your work. They are all great!
And I love reading your work. They are all great!
#2150
Posté 28 octobre 2010 - 09:11
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I feel there's a distinct lack of Nate on this page.
(With extra bonus Anders)
(With extra bonus Anders)
